Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　With Yu Xuan's waving, the performance ended.

　　The two took three steps back, bowed and stepped down amid the cheers of the crowd..

Chapter 361

　　"Tsk tsk tsk..."

　　Professor Zhang Wenquan from the Department of Chinese at Peking University applauded with emotion on his face.

　　Looking at Wu Shaobai, who was introduced behind the scenes, and Yu Xuan, who returned with Xu Deliang and Guo Degang, he said to Yan Xi next to him:

　　"Xiao Yan, is this your nephew?"

　　Yan Xi was also applauding and nodded with a smile:

　　"Yes, Zhang Yuan."

　　"It's really good."

　　The old man first praised, and then said with emotion:

　　"I have seen his interview, in which the child's words that are both elegant and popular have made me a proverb. I thought it was rare to have such insight at a young age. But I heard this cross talk today. I just found out... your nephew... is really amazing."

　　Yan Xi must be beautiful when his children are praised, but he still said modestly on the surface:

　　[-] "It's still a long way off."

　　"That's for you... Although the cognition about philosophy in the paragraph on the stage is a little shallow, but it is understandable... Philosophy is not so much a subject, but a dialectical way of looking at the world. It's normal for him to not know much about these things. I'm talking about this cross talk of his. From the beginning to the end, there is elegance in the vulgarity, and vulgarity in the elegance. It's funny, fun, but Finally, I used a piece of "Youth China Talk" to sublimate the show. Although there are some things commonly known as shit, but it is not shabby at all... On the contrary, it is full of a playful taste. Tsk tsk tsk... Did he apply for the Chinese department?"

　　"Uh...not sure."

　　"Ask him back and ask him to enroll in one of my classes. Our country's language is broad and profound, let him put in more effort, and he dare not say anything else. When he leaves our school, I will guarantee him an extension of ten years. Art career!"

　　Zhang Wen showed full confidence.

　　As an authoritative leader of the world's Chinese academics, he is indeed qualified to say so.

　　And hearing his words, Yan Xi nodded with a smile:

　　"Okay, I'll let him report to you later!"

　　"Ok!"

　　The old man smiled.

　　"It's not simple... Sure enough, traditional art is the root of us. Not a single bit of it... can't be lost! It's been more than a hundred years since the art of cross talk was born, and the wisdom of so many predecessors... It's really not a praise It can be surpassed. Tsk tsk tsk... This Deyun Society... is amazing!"

　　……

　　In the fifth and sixth games of Yu Xuan, as an apprentice, Wu Shaobai stood conscientiously in front of the entrance door, waiting to pass the water to the master who was returning to the field in a while.

　　And at this moment, his cell phone was beeping.

　　The girlfriend first threatened him and actually turned the "quarrel" between the two into a burden and told him that he had to go home and kneel on the washboard to apologize, otherwise he would stage a live-action version of ninety-nine-eighty-one hardships.

　　Then comes the compliments.

　　What, my husband is so good, listening to this cross talk makes me laugh to death.

　　Then there are the compliments she heard from the group of students below him, what Wu Shaobai is really handsome.I don't know if he has a girlfriend, he wants to chase after him or something...

　　Her messages came one after another.

　　Sometimes Wu Shaobai didn't reply to one, and the other one came over again.

　　At this time, he missed the time when he had WeChat.

　　Not to mention other functions, at least the information integration function is too convenient.

　　It's not like now, he can't see what the other message is sent until the reply is finished.

　　Reluctantly replied a few, he directly replied:

　　"Okay, you posted too fast, I'm too busy, I'll go home if I have something to do."

　　Then he put the phone in his pocket, leaned back on the chair and listened to the cross talk in front of the stage, heaving a sigh of relief.

　　Enjoyable.

　　Really enjoyable.

　　After stopping the performance for so long, this one comes down...

　　Really fun!

　　It's just a pity, he originally wanted to use the iron drum to sing a little song he wrote himself.

　　It seems that it can only be put in the theater.

　　With a little regret, he sat quietly in the chair and listened to the group cross talk of the three of them.Then, when the audience cheered, he quickly stood up, looked at Xu Jie and said:

　　"Sister Xu, turn your hands slowly and let my master drink some water."

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Xu Jie nodded in agreement.

　　Then, when the three of them came down, Xu Jie's movements were really slow. Yu Xuan smiled and took Wu Shaobai's water cup. After two sips, the three began to return.

　　Just listen to Guo Degang say:

　　"Just now, the three of us brought a piece of "Eight Fan Screens" to the big guy...  

　　"Eh."

　　"Everyone has seen it before. Teacher Yu has had two games in a row. His apprentice, Wu Shaobai, a flower of your philosophy department..."

　　"Oh!!!"

　　Hearing the name, the students off the field began to cheer for face.

　　Yu Xun laughed:

　　"My apprentice has another nickname."

　　"It's pretty festive anyway."

　　Xu Deliang also answered.

　　The three of them laughed, and then Guo Degang nodded:

　　"The child is very good, capable, and patient. It was a sudden enrollment, and we were really uncomfortable for a while."

　　"That's true."

　　"Today, although it's Ronko's special performance, I specifically asked the host what time it was, and I found out that it's past nine o'clock..."

　　As soon as he said this, the students booed.

　　If you don't go away, if you stay here, the words keep popping out.

　　Guo Degang laughed and said:

　　"If you're in the theater, we'll tell you how long you want to listen to. Those of us who put it bluntly are just performing shows, but you represent the future of the motherland. We are also happy when scholars are willing to listen. All done."

　　Whoa, whoa, whoa...

　　A round of applause.

　　Guo Degang continued:

　　"But today, due to time constraints, many freshman students have to go back to the old campus for a while, and we can't be too late. The original plan was to return to three fields, but in order not to delay everyone, after all, a day of military training is quite tiring. Okay, let's talk for a while, everyone will go back to rest with a happy mood, okay?"

　　The students also gave face and responded with an agreement.

　　Then, Guo Degang was teasing, Guo Degang was holding it, and Yu Xun greasy came back for a short return.

　　At the end of this paragraph, he directly shouted:

　　"Shaobai, come up. Deyun Club has a little song called "The Great Truth", which I send to all students today. I hope you will have a bright future, a splendid future, and a successful reputation in the future!"

　　Wu Shaobai came to the stage amid cheers, and the two stepped aside.

　　Standing behind the table, he smiled and nodded as he listened to Guo Degang sing: "Say Heavenly Kiss":

　　"right!".

Chapter 362

　　After the special session at Peking University that day, Wu Shaobai's popularity was even stronger than before.

　　When he was in class, many classmates either came over to see what his real person looked like, or simply came up and introduced themselves, which was considered a familiarity.

　　Then... inexplicably, he, who had planned to skip classes with philosophy from the very beginning, had a class from Zhang Wenquan, Dean of the Chinese Department...

　　But after listening to a section, he knew.

　　The old professor's class...is the real thing.

　　Benefit him a lot.

　　Time seems to have settled down like this.

　　Every week he is in class, skipping class, performing, sitting in class...

　　The little song that he originally wanted to sing was also stagnant because Hou Zhen "rested".

　　But he was in no hurry.

　　It's just that I ran to Wang Hui when I had the opportunity during this time.

　　The aunt is the descendant of the Baipai drum.

　　The characteristic of the white school is to highlight a charm.

　　Although he learned to be squeamish about his body, his singing style started from the Bai School, and began to integrate little by little with the various martial arts of the big drum.

　　The more he learns, the more he feels that his Xiaoqu'er is not very familiar, but his mind has calmed down.